A beautiful figure passed by in the dark night.
Yukui stood on the top of a mountain, looking at the sacred area like a fairyland in the distance, a glimmer of light flashed in his beautiful eyes.
"The handsome disciple is making a lot of noise...it seems that the dispute is about to start early."
"Disciple ah Disciple, the destiny of this world, let the master come to help you fight!"
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Chapter 109 Yukui seizes the sky-shaking clock, and the Holy Land of the Western Wilderness is born [Fifth more, please subscribe! 】
Holy Land of the Western Wilderness.
Hidden in the clouds and mists of the Western Desolate Region, it is elusive, and it is more like a fairyland in the mortal world, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find its trace.
The entire periphery of the Western Wilderness Holy Land was covered by formations, encompassing many mountains and rivers.
At the top of the sea of clouds, palaces are located in them, looming, and there are more fairy birds flying up and down, like the residence of fairy spirits, which is so beautiful.
Boom! ! !
Suddenly, a thunderous roar resounded throughout the world, shaking a sea of clouds to break apart, and the huge energy blew away a fog of space.
"Bold, keep the shaking clock!"
There was a loud shout, and then two flowing rainbows passed through the air one after another. Supernatural powers appeared wherever they went, majestic spiritual power burst out, and several mountain peaks were shattered by spiritual power one after another.
In the Holy Land, each of the disciples raised their heads, their faces extremely surprised.
"what happened!?"
"The one just now seems to be the ancestor."
"Did someone have taken the shaking clock!?"
"Impossible! The Zhentian Clock is stored in the Xuanling Pavilion and is guarded by the Holy Land elders. How could it be robbed?"
Whoosh~~
Several figures flew out one after another, chasing them away.
When the rainbow appeared, Yukui looked helpless.
"I'm not dead, I just borrow it, don't you need to be so exaggerated?"
"Let down the shaking clock!" The ancestor of the Holy Land shouted angrily, "If your Excellency is still obsessed with understanding, please stop blaming the old man for the killer!"
As he spoke, he was even more shocked.
As a Saint Emperor Realm powerhouse, he couldn't see through the breath of Yukui's body!
It is precisely for this point that a mysterious Saint Emperor Realm powerhouse, he absolutely does not want to provoke him if he is not a last resort.
"21 I'll give it back to you after I use it."
"Asshole! The shaking clock is a holy artifact of our clan. Did you say to take it? You are so stubborn, the old man has to do it!"
When the words fell, a phantom cyan dragon condensed from behind him.
Surprisingly, it is a blood spirit beast!
"Zhenlong Seal!"
Under the blessing of bloodline power, the ancestor of the holy land squeezed the magic trick, and in a short time, the spiritual energy was rolled and condensed like a whirlpool.
"go!"
Booming~~~
This Dharma Seal is extremely overbearing, and the place it passes has caused the sky to thunder and flash continuously, and under the laws of heaven and earth, it seems that it can crush everything.
"This old immortal!"
A trace of helplessness flashed in the depths of Yukui's eyes.
But his hands didn't move slowly, and with a wave of his sleeves, a few dark red petals flew out of the void.
These petals seem ordinary, but they contain no sense of Taoism. The petals condensed to form a wall, and they bumped against the imprint.
Suddenly, the sound of shaking the sky moved across the sky.
"what?"
The ancestor of the Holy Land let out a surprise.
"What kind of strange thing is this? Holy artifact?"
He could feel the terrifying energy on the petals, even with Taoism that he couldn't see through.
But I also feel that this petal is not a sacred artifact, but more like a ‘living’ thing.
Huh huh! !
A petal turned into a rain of arrows and fell.
The ancestors of the Holy Land were shocked and hurriedly displayed supernatural powers to resist.
Chi Chi ~~~
Those petals easily penetrated his spiritual power!
The petals cut the skin on the surface of his body, so it didn't hit the point.
"Damn, what the **** is this?"
The ancestors of the Holy Land were fortunate, and he was even more surprised.
These petals seem to be something on a higher level.
And what can make him, a Saint Emperor Realm powerhouse, irresistible, could it be...his! !
Just thinking about it, Ukui's voice came again.
"Old stuff, I'll borrow the shaking clock, don't worry, I will return it to you!"
After speaking, Yukui's figure disappeared in the sea of clouds.
The Holy Land Patriarch paused, his eyes wrinkled slightly.
"Ancestor!"